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Description
Somewhere between the neon lights and the confessional, the anthem of temptation plays. Here, love smells like banknotes, glitters under the spotlight, and pretends to be holy. Mary Magdalene is not the one who repents, but the one who earns money by looking straight into your eyes. In her world, feelings are counted in bundles, and sin is simply a currency with a special exchange rate.
He wants to save her, but finds himself captivated - not by her body, but by her power, her glamour, her predatory confidence. She is a mirage and a mirror, an angel and a predator, stripped bare to her essence. And while romance dies somewhere in the corner, the stage burns with electricity and passion. Because sometimes redemption comes not through prayer, but through a glance into the eyes of a woman who knows her own worth and that of everyone around her.
Composer: Sevda Alizade.
Composer: Matias Janmaat
Composer: Elias el-Haddari.
Lyricist: Sevda Alizade
Lyricist: Sevda Alizade
Lyricist: Matias Janmaat
Lyricist: Elias el-Haddari
Lyricist: Merka Bey
Lyricist: Merka Bey
Lyricist: Mechi Pieretti
Lyricist: Mechi Pieretti
Lyricist: Essa Gante
Lyricist: Essa Gante
Lyricist: Kenya Guadalupe Flores Osuna
Lyricist: Kenya Guadalupe Flores Osuna
Author: Sevda Alizade
Author: Sevdaliza
Author: Kenya Os
Author: Kenya Os
Arranger: Sevdaliza
Arranger: Matias Janmaat
Lyrics and translation
Original
You're in love with a stripper.
Boy, she's the one you want.
Mary Magdalene. Boy, she's the one you need. Picture perfect sin. Mary Magdalene.
You're in love with a stripper.
See you, baby. Throw your destiny.
In his lap, now get that old money. Romance is dead. Get that check, check. Diamond's glock, glock.
Throw that thing cock. You're my sugar daddy. Want me, buy me, have me.
I know what you're feeling, 'cause taste's in touch with cherry. Cody, she was heaven.
Feminine attention. Sprinkle, sprinkle. On your angel sent from heaven.
Boy, she's the one you want. Mary Magdalene. Boy, she's the one you need.
Picture perfect sin. Mary Magdalene. You're in love with a stripper.
Boy, she's the one you want. Mary Magdalene. Boy, she's the one you need.
Picture perfect sin. Mary Magdalene. You're in love with a stripper.
Uno, dos, tres.
Cinco, seis y siete, voy contando los billetes.
Dice que te marché y él es el que se somete. Obsesionado, tú no te has curado de mí.
Motivado, lo tengo enviciado, baby. Hipnotizado y acostumbrado. ¿A que sí?
Bebé, si te enamoraste, eso es dilema tuyo.
Sí le gusta la atención, pero más su orgullo. Ella guarda el corazón, no quiere a ningún cabrón.
Y aunque sé que fantaseas con ser la excepción. Ya vi cómo tú la mirabas.
Su pelo tal, hizo eso a su cara.
Con ella nadie se compara.
Cuida'o que dispara.
Boy, soy la única, supernatural. Boy, estás hookeado de mí.
Picture perfect sin. Mary Magdalene. Enamorado de una stripper.
Boy, soy la única, supernatural. Boy, estás hookeado de mí.
Picture perfect sin. Mary Magdalene.
Enamorado de una stripper.